Come Back to Me

"Tracy..."

He didn't notice his anxiety in his tone.

Her way was blocked by Brody. When Tracy was going to push away Brody who was standing in front of the door, she found that she was so weak that she was held into his arms.

He held her soft hand.

Brody frowned and shouted at her angrily, "can't you speak?"

Looking at her pale and stubborn face, he had some inexplicable feelings in his heart.

His heart trembled with the bleeding hand.

As she caught the subtext of his words, she gave a bitter and beautiful smile and said, "Brody, I don't care about your pity at all."

She tried to withdraw her hand, but it was too soft to lift a little bit of strength.

The porcelain seemed to be getting deeper and deeper.

Brody carefully held up both of her hands to see, which hurt Tracy deeply.

"Ray, fetch a bowl of water and a knife from the kitchen." Turning around, Brody said softly to Ray.

Ray nodded his head obediently.

With his brows furrowed, he bent over to check her palm.

The bloody shredded porcelain was inserted into her flesh.

"Does it hurt?"

Brody looked at Tracy and said.

His tone was a kind of pampering blame.

He seemed to be complaining about her unruly behavior.

He was complaining that she didn't take good care of herself.

"It's none of your business." Tracy said while withdrawing her hands back

She stared at him stubbornly, and her eyes were full of disgust.

"Tracy Don't be so ungrateful! "

He shouted angrily and felt uncomfortable when she looked at him in disgust.

"That's ridiculous."

She turned her head.

After a few seconds, Tracy ran towards the door through Brody's inattention.

"Come here?"

Seeing that Tracy was about to run to the door. Brody pulled a long face.

Then, he grabbed her arm and pulled her inside. At this moment, on the floor of the study, on the ground, Tracy's clothes and even her little face were stained with blood.

Brody's hands were scarlet with blood too. He directly lifted her to his chest when he saw that Tracy was stubbornly glaring at him again.

Pulling the chair aside.

Ray nodded to Brody and walked out quietly when he sent the basin and the knife.

He didn't even cast a glance at Tracy from beginning to end.

However, there was sadness on Tracy's face

Roy was just a kid, but he had already learned how to pretend to be nice to others. The fierceness and coldness of Ray in front of Tracy was in sharp contrast to his obedience in front of Brody.

thought Ray

"Ah --"

brought her back to

crumpled because of the pain and she withdrew

stopped by Brody forcibly.

ordered coldly, frowning.

the pieces out, he

Would hurt.

face of Tracy, and his heart trembled

see her in such

"No --"

of the knife touched her hand, she withdrew her hand timidly.

knife, not to mention the knife

time, she tried to take her hand back, but failed,

while, the blood stained Tracy's and Brody's palms.

which were full of fear and timidity, and

"You know it hurts?"

none of your business. You don't have to be sarcastic here. Let

leap from the chair to the ground stiffly,

Tracy's hand was dyed red by blood again, Brody lost his

"Have a seat --"

sort of threatening

much more stubborn than before.

"No --"

her head.

coldly, "Brody,

at

It seemed that he remembered what he was doing after

as ice. He pulled her

about you? How Shamless you are!

He snorted.

so furious that he

tie you

continued to threaten.

Her face turned pale because it hurt so much and the bleeding had not stopped for

so dizzy as if she was going to

"A little bit painful..."

with

beat when he saw

flashed through her eyes.

that Tracy was very feeble, but she was still unwilling to fall to the ground.

tears in her eyes, Tracy didn't say anything but stared at

feel painful,

down at her. Then he made up his

pointed the sharp knife at the wound on her palm.

be stabbed into

rose from the bottom

own

into her body, it must be shaken back and forth in her flesh. Cut the wound on

"Hmm --"

sharp knife was stuck in her palm, Tracy almost

teeth, she hummed.

"Clap -"

Brody's hand

whether it was her tears or her sweat.

knife. He was a little hesitant when he felt the

to give up so easily. He gritted her teeth and pierced the knife a few inches deeper, although he tried

lip tightly, while the sharp pain in her palm

did feel the knife cutting her

to twisted. Because of the pain, her whole body could not help but twist on the

the pain, her eyes finally could not help

were cut

out several times to stop Brody.

"Idiot --"

wrong with Tracy, Brody finally couldn't do anything to her. Annoyed, he stared